Page 71 of Corrupt Princess

Fuck. I missed this.

I dive for her before she’s able to demand that I leave and lick up the length of her pussy before focusing on her clit and sucking it into my mouth, making her scream.My face burns with pain, but it’s worth it. So fucking worth it to taste her again.

“That was it, wasn’t it? You got yourself off last night to the image of me eating you like my favourite dessert.”

I barely move away from her, allowing her to get the benefits of my voice’s vibrations before spearing my tongue deep inside her.

“Yes,” she screams, her thighs tightening around my head. “More.”

“For you, anything,” I say honestly, although I’m not stupid enough to think she hears my confession; she’s too lost to the pleasure I can deliver.

Addicted to her taste, I don’t stop eating her. I can’t. I have no idea when I might get this close again.

I hold off giving her more for as long as I can to prolong this, but eventually, I have to cave.

She screams as I push two fingers into her wet pussy, curling them to find her G-spot. Her muscles clamp down on me, desperately trying to suck me deeper, and my cock jerks in irritation that he’s not buried deep inside her.

“Nico. Nico. Nico,” she chants, making me feel like a fucking king as I work her toward her release.

“Come for me, babe. Show me how much you love me eating your pussy.”

I suck her clit before grazing it with my teeth and she goes off like a rocket. Her screams bounce off the walls. She’s so loud that there’s no chance Toby and Jodie don’t know what’s happening in here.

I don’t stop playing her until she’s spent.

Finally, I sit up and wipe my hand across my lips before lifting the two fingers that were inside her and sucking them clean.

Her pupils dilate as she watches me.

“Addicted, babe.”

She stares at me with her chest heaving, her skin covered in a sheen of sweat, exposed to me and looking like my perfect little whore.

15

BRIANNA

My heart pounds so hard it makes my vision blur as my body comes back down from the high of my orgasm.

The realisation that he didn’t touch me last night makes a lot of sense, especially after what Jodie said to me. But… it felt so real.

He stares at me, his expression so different from what I’m used to.Pain flickers through his dark eyes, and I hate that guilt floods me. I shouldn’t care after what he’s done to me. But I do. I always do.

He’s shed his mask of indifference and he’s looking at me as if he’s waiting for me to either rip his heart out or make all his dreams come true.

My head screams that I should be sending him away.

He’s volatile and angry at the world. A barely restrained bomb that’s going to finally explode, probably taking me down with him. He is going to hurt me. I’m as sure as that as I am my own death one day.

But my heart and my body… they’re on an entirely different page.

My body craves him just like it always has. And my heart, that stupid, fickle, hopeless thing… it wants to fix him. It wants me to wrap my arms around his sinful body and hold onto him tight while he tries to deal with everything life has thrown at him.

But his temper almost got you killed.

“Nico, you nee—”

“I know, Brianna,” he says, crawling up my body and sitting astride my waist. “I know why I did what I did. I know what I saw on your phone.”

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